Hong Changbao smiled at this and nodded.
Put plainly, they would fight the demonic sects together, keeping Redwood Ridge in the Miao Borderlands like a nail driven into their flesh.
This was good news for Redwood Ridge.
Next, he had to show the orthodox path what Redwood Ridge was worth.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of Lost-Trace Lake? I have held this lake against three years of siege by the Demon Cult, and they still haven't broken through."
Cheng Xinzhan nodded. "It occupies a natural stronghold in the middle reaches of the Wu River, with natural mist as a barrier. It's easy to defend and hard to attack, and it lies between Immortal's Cave and Azure Dragon Cave. An excellent position."
Hong Changbao smiled faintly.
"But forgive my bluntness. As things stand, if we take the Wu River as the boundary, the northern bank could be called the last untainted ground in the Miao Borderlands. If you intend to restore your sect and avenge it, Cult Master Hong, you mustn't think of settling for safety in a corner."
Hong Changbao's expression changed. "Certainly not!"
As though afraid the Daoists would not believe him, his expression turned utterly solemn.
"Holding Lost-Trace Lake is only a temporary measure, a chance to rest and recover. Once the time comes, we will naturally march out and counterattack to the south!"
Hong Changbao understood what he meant, and he knew full well that if he led Redwood Ridge's remnants in settling down at Lost-Trace Lake, leaving aside whether they could survive the demonic path's siege, their usefulness to the orthodox path would diminish considerably. Of course, the destruction of his sect and the death of his master would not allow him to settle for safety either. Otherwise, he could have chosen to join the